You never win

[smut alert, don't read if uncomfortable.]

He kissed the back of my neck as slowly fastened even more the thrusts. I found myself longing for him more than I had expected, more than I thought possible. Submissively devoted to my King I clung to the bed and pressed my wrists on the bed, contracting my stomach to endure the pain as he slid inside more. I bit my inner cheek not to cry out in pain, "good girl."

His voice was so demanding, but when the thrusts grew intense I found myself struggling not to scream in both pain and pleasure.

I balanced my weight to the side and laid my elbow onto the bed as my other hand drew to close my mouth in order not to be heard.

My mewling filled the air and the noise of the bed slamming against the wall resonated in the room.